Chapter 2: Special Guests

Chapter 2: Special Guests

Amelia 

After letting the sink water run lukewarm, I got my hands wet and swiped the frizz away. It only works a little but hopefully, it is enough to look presentable.

“Is this okay?” I asked Kate. Her fingers comb through my damp hair, making it look a little better than before.

“Now, it is okay. Ready to go back to work? We only have about an hour left until our shift.” She smiled at the thought of getting us out. I nodded and smiled back at her.

I can't wait to lay in my comfortable bed with a movie and some snacks. Who knows, I may have that delicious dream again.

The rest of my shift breezed by without any more embarrassment or mistakes. I served a few rude customers but sometimes wealthy people are just rude for no reason. That is why Kate and I make fun of them at times, it is our own little way of payback. 

*****

Once we pulled up to our small two bedroom apartment, we went our separate ways into our rooms. It is much but it is better than where I was a year ago. Before I met Kate, I lived on different park benches every night, barely getting any sleep due to the fear of me getting what little I had stolen, me being eaten alive by animals or whatever monster lurk in the dark or something much worse. I am a small woman who was alone, the perfect opportunity for predators to swipe away.

Before being homeless, I lived in a horrid group home. I hate those memories and I was lucky enough to run into Kate that one rainy day. She offered to take me out for breakfast and she gave me her sweater. Then, the next day, she spent hours looking for me just to inform me that she had gotten me a job and that I could stay with her. I am blessed to have her. After taking a shower, I brushed my teeth and put on my pajamas shirt that has a bunch of diff cats on it before jumping into the bed and throwing on a movie that I have probably seen a thousand times. A sign of contentment left my mouth, I will never miss not having a bed. 

My phone buzzed from my nightstand table, causing me to take time from my movie to see who had texted me. It was from Mark, the manager.

‘Could you cover someone's shift tomorrow?’

Hell no. Well I do need the money, I really don't want to work though but screw it, the more money, the better.

‘Sure, what time?’ I replied. Then there was a knock at the door and Kate entered without waiting for me to respond.

“I just wanted to make sure you are okay after what happened at work.” I nodded my head.

“I just wish I wasn't so clumsy, it was so embarrassing!” I exclaimed, remembering the red cheeks and sore ass.

She sat at the end of my bed and laughed.

“It happens to everyone. I remembered my first day. I totally dropped my gum into the customer's food while taking it over and I quickly picked it out before anyone could notice. Even though I didn't get caught, imagine if I did.” I laughed, thinking about the situation she has just explained. Mark would have a cow, not a whole farm. My phone buzzed afa and she snatched it off the blanket.

“Ew, you are going in tomorrow? Why would you do this to me?” She joked.

“I know you are not exactly hell-bent on making money, but we both know how badly we need it.” I giggled as I took my phone back and checked what time Mark said to come in for the extra shift.

‘Shift starts at five and ends at ten. Tall Kate to come a few minutes earlier so you don't have to wait outside in the dark.’

You have no idea how long I have lived in the dark.

‘Alright, I will be there.’ I texted back.

After Kate told me goodnight, she closed the door after she cut my light. Luckily, I have a salt lamp on my dresser that limits a soft yellow light so I don't have darkness surrounding me. 

Tomorrow is a new day filled with new opportunities. I will have fun, I will not embarrass myself or the restaurant and I will keep working hard because hard work will always pay off in the end. I left myself drifting into the darkness, wishing my sleep would be filled with dreams again.

****

I walked into the restaurant with my head held high, at least I hope the fake confidence is working.

“Hey!” Mark approached me from the bar.

“Thanks for taking the shift, we have three special guests coming tonight and they are going to be sitting at one of your tables. They are used to Ada but she got sick last night, so please, do your absolute best.” He said to me.

Special guests? I have never handled special guests before. No, no you can't do this to me.

“And don't look at them with that face, doe eyes aren't professional.” He added, retracting back to the bar as he saw a customer coming up to it.

Holy crap, I internally freak out. Okay I could just start by asking them simple questions like if they could sit at someone else's table, someone more reliable. 

An hour passed with no mosta, making me think it is time I ask my manager to change the seating arrangement for the special guests.

“Absolutely not, they sit at the same table every time they come here. Just do your job and do it well.” He said with frustration in his lacing in his voice. I nodded and turned away knowing he is upset with my foreboding attitude.

After clearing a table, I carried the heavy tray back to the kitchen and set the dishes into the sink.

“Amelia, special guests are here!” One of my fellow waiters informed me.

I inhaled deeply, I can do this, they are special, they are just like everyone else. Every other rich person at least. Opening the double doors, I made my way to my table and scanned to see where they had sat. My eyes catch three pairs of eyes already, staring back at me.

Holy hell, I think to muse as I froze on my track, staring at the three most sexiest and me gorgeous

men I have ever set my eyes on. All the hair in my body stood up.